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“You get one condition.”

“Okay,” he said, stopping an arm’s length away. “Talk.” midnight kisses jeanine benedict

“I’m serious.”

“You’re late,” she said.

“It’s a good job,” she continued, the words rushing out now like water through a broken dam. “Better pay. Real research, not just paperwork. And I’d be closer to my sister, and the mountains, and—” She stopped. Breathed. “I’ve been here eight years, Leo. Eight years in that same cramped apartment, eating beignets and pretending I like humidity. I can’t—I can’t stay just because I’m scared to leave.” “You get one condition